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LongingHave got a couple of pieces on the go, but think they're a long way off, and I probably won't have time for them for a while, I hope I'm wrong.
Finally got some decent liquor for recreational purposes though, so it isn't all doom and gloom.
~The-Poetic-Edge
Thaobh an FiliochtNewest
Thesis TheoremsI’ve set a course for six months ago, And you’ve gone above and beyond The call of duty to push me into the road Of inner voyaging.Thesis Theorems
And everything was going so well…
The barriers of hard spirits That zigzag across the tarmac Are bigger than they look. Even in the broader daylight They creep up from the bow, Which is where I’ll always Keep my blindest spot.
I’ll dissertate my soul away, To make ends meet. To pave the way for a spell Slouched in a ringside seat In and around the volatile sound That
by ~The-Poetic-Edge
Neon AtrocitiesYou’ve gone into marketing overdrive. That’s the best way to make a million. You’re Ron Hubbard, fulfilling your fancies Of riches through science fiction fallacies.Neon Atrocities
Your many disciples are blasphemous. They’re sleeping around with minds of their own. Shining eyes stark with expression, meanings That fall between your balanced equations.
You’re the secret police, patrolling The highways in cars with blacked out windows. Increasingly aware of how intricate The genetics of composure really are.
You’ll wipe your feet on the
by ~The-Poetic-Edge
Evenings at PlayIt’s not the way you spat my name, Or the badly hidden flicker of panic When I moved into the room next door. It’s the surprise reaction To the way I’ve enjoyed your body, Your naked words without consequence.Evenings at Play
History isn’t repetitive, Long gone the days I could play you around. Long gone the nights, our tangled intimacies Amidst the world’s worst kept secret. I’ve traced your fingerprints across my chest While you lie awake, just one wall away From ecstasy.
by ~The-Poetic-Edge
One Night StandWith the overwhelming desire to fuck something I peered around over the rim of my glass. Oozing with whiskey charisma, Nicotine tang on mouthwash breath.One Night Stand
Re-christened in spirits, mental pictures Of alcohol obscured evenings, Crashing comedown morning revelations. Reflected in the eyes of stupid little girls.
But I tire easily, cold in the warmth Of full swing swanky soirees. Listening for the inevitable High-heeled footsteps, I’d let her follow as I left the party room. She was the one.
by ~The-Poetic-Edge
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Monsters of the EarthTry me. If silence is golden you too can perform your daily task. You too can face the empty masses, our blank faces. Why can you not see our terror? We are lost. Clinging to painful hopes once precious. Look at us see the human. We are as you. Beat us, herd us, break us it doesnt matter. We are the Broken. One blank canvas now stained with numbers. What if it were letters, you could make out pasts, present but we have no future. For you are the holder and you obey. &nbsMonsters of the Earth
by ~bouncing-splitpin
His CanvasHis words glidingHis Canvas
Like silk, wrapping around The soft pale contours
Of my body.
His inked words, poetry, Kissing passionately at My lips, barding their way
Through my hair.
His words, art My naked body His artists canvas.
by ~childofthecherry
Don't Cry Sango by IHNDon’t Cry Sango By Inu Hanyou NikkieDon't Cry Sango by IHN
Don’t Cry Sango Be strong where I am weak.
Don’t let the sunlight dim from your eyes Let not dark clouds shadow your face.
Smile for me even when I am gone Never doubt my love for you.
Hold me tight in your embrace Kiss me with the waters of passion Love me like no other Move with me in the eternal dance Heal me with your touches Break me with a look Destroy me with a word But never give up on me.
Do not cry Sango As the evening awakes And the sun of o
by ~InuHanyou
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sorry, but i'm not really, i think i have all rights to be a little smug and gloat a we bit under the circumstances!
Sad really, you're a good lad and all, but this obsession Wolves fans have with McIndoe is unhealthy.
Enjoy it, get that chip off your shoulder and I hope you stay there next year. No need to gloat, you're a big club that have spent millions and we ain't, new stadium coming soon, and if we don't get promoted next year I look forward to playing you in the second division in 2010/11
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